"Dreadful War"
A Poem by Stoutclaw

All must fear the dreadful war.
For it will come tomorrow.
All those who are ready to fight,
shall succeed and defeat the foe.

All those who chicken out,
shall die a slow and painful death,
and never live to see another day.
So I hope you choose to fight back.

Or be dragged away cold and dead.
All those who chose to fight,
shall live another day.

Return to Poems Page